Wang Yi complained softly, "You didn't say you would be back today."
"I didn't know we would finish work so early today. We were supposed to have a flight tomorrow morning," Zhou Ze helped her lift up the slipped backpack shoulder strap and explained, "Otherwise, I would have to go back tomorrow after attending the event."
Wang Yi nodded, looked at the rising numbers, and asked, "Isn't your documentary finished after so many days?"
"The first stop is more troublesome."
"oh."
"Do you miss me?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised because Wang Yiyi never asked about his work.
"You think too much." Wang Yi rolled his eyes at him and said he was being sentimental.
Normally, when they were both busy, Wang Yiyi didn't think it was a big deal if they didn't see each other for several months.
We have been together for a while recently, and when she is alone at home, it is a bit boring to be without someone.
But she won't tell the truth.
I just want Sister Qing to find some work for her to fill her time.
As soon as Wang Yi put on her pajamas, took off her makeup and came out, she took her mobile phone to read the news, and saw her assistant who was still on vacation looking for her.
She sent many messages in succession, "Sister Yi Yi, are you there? Are you there?"
"What's wrong?" Wang Yi lifted the mask on his face and tapped on the keyboard with one hand.
"Look!!!", just three words, followed by a series of exclamation points.
Wang Yi was confused and planned to ask, "What's wrong?"
One hand was typing a little slowly, and then, before the message was sent, I saw several photos she sent.
As soon as Wang Yi looked at the small picture, alarm bells rang in his mind. Could it be that the paparazzi had lurked at home and wanted to quit and read the hot searches.
I saw that the assistant was so excited that she couldn't express her feelings in words, so she sent a voice message: "This is from Brother Song. I can say these two words so well a hundred times! I have already changed them into my wallpaper!"
"Don't worry, I will only use it inside, no one will see it."
As soon as Wang Yi felt relieved, he couldn't help but laugh or cry. The two assistants became familiar with each other while helping them covertly investigate Chen Cang. Now they not only exchanged information about each other, but also took secret photos.
"Sister Yi Yi, I think I have rested enough and can end my vacation immediately. I just ask that you can take me with you and Mr. Zhou so that I can feast my eyes on you."
Wang Yiyi replied to her: "Do I still have to pay the salary?"
"Uh, as for this," the assistant said reluctantly, "You can feel free to pay a little or include food and accommodation, that's fine."
Wang Yi smiled and pulled out the chair opposite Zhou Ze and sat down, "Let me think about it."
"Are you really not going to eat something? How can you get the nutrition from those things you eat every day?" Zhou Ze opened his eyelids and looked, "What are you laughing at?"
"I won't eat anymore." Wang Yi shook his head and smoothed the wrinkled facial mask with one hand. He handed the phone to him and said stiffly: "Look at your assistant's masterpiece."
"Huh?" Zhou Ze still had something in his mouth. He was still outside the situation. He took it and scratched it with his finger, quickly drawing a clear line with Xiao Song, "I didn't ask him to do this."
These pictures were taken by Xiao Song in the garage downstairs. From the moment they got off the car, when Zhou Ze hid the flowers behind his back, to when Wang Yi held them in his hand and turned into the elevator, the two were in a series of intimate moments.
and natural physical contact.
If she were not the person involved, she would probably think it was a film about a peaceful time and a loving couple.
One of them is Wang Yiyi's favorite.
In the photo, Zhou Ze and Wang Yiyi are very close to each other. Zhou Ze is leaning slightly and lowering his head, while Wang Yiyi is holding the flowers in his hand, raising his head slightly and saying something in Zhou Ze's ear.
If it weren't for this photo as proof, Wang Yiyi himself wouldn't have noticed the relaxed look on her face, eyes, and mouth at that time, nor would he have noticed Zhou Ze's hot and deep gaze reaching into her eyes.
Zhou Ze put down his chopsticks, stopped eating, wiped his hands, carefully looked through them one by one, and commented thoughtfully, "He's quite talented at being a paparazzi, but he's just a little confused."
Wang Yi heard this but was dissatisfied and rushed over, "It's okay."
Zhou Ze quickly changed sides, looked at Wang Yiyi with his hand on his chin, and laughed softly, "I think so too, please remember to send it to me."
"I'm going to find your assistant." Wang Yi took off the mask from his face and threw it into the trash can. He moved his stiff facial features and stood up with support on the table. "It's okay as long as you're not hungry. Don't eat late at night."
so much."
"You really don't want to eat?" Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks and poked at it, "It doesn't matter if it's a rare meal."
"Brother", Wang Yiyi finally resisted the temptation of delicious food, went to the balcony to find a vase, came back and scolded him for his increasingly abominable behavior recently, seducing her several times, "It's because of you that you follow me every day.
"It's a rare meal, it's a rare meal, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, that's why I gained so much weight."
Zhou Ze squinted his eyes and took a good look, "I don't think you are fat, but you are still too thin."
Wang Yi thought to himself: That's not nonsense, otherwise all my efforts these days will be in vain."
"No matter how fat you are, you won't be able to join the group." Wang Yiyi doesn't gain weight easily, but once she gets fat, it's not so easy to lose weight. She still understands her physical condition very well.
"Get up early tomorrow, let's go for a run." No matter how much or how much he eats, Zhou Ze will never gain weight. This is one of the special abilities that make people hate him, or his unbeatable fitness routine every day.
The amount is enough to burn off the calories he takes in.
Wang Yi spread a large newspaper on the ground, trimmed the individual flowers one by one, and inserted them into the vase one by one.
After Zhou Ze had eaten and drank enough, he sorted away the leftovers on the table. Satisfied, he stood up and stretched, "Want to help?"
"Here you go." Wang Yiyi took off his gloves unceremoniously and handed him the scissors. "Don't damage it."
At the same time, after a few days of lull, a new storm emerged again, making waves on the Internet.
The reason was that a big fan of Zhou Zechao posted a Weibo post, which said:
"I am the owner of a flower shop, and I still find it incredible when I think about it: Tonight, at about the same time as usual, I packed up my things and was about to close the door and get off work. A handsome guy with an incomparably nice voice came in. Maybe he saw me mopping the floor.
He walked in and then retreated to the door, asking me if I was in a hurry to close the door. I was already very tired after a long day of work, and I had just put away the flowers, so I just wanted to say sorry and please come back tomorrow. Fortunately! I spoke in person, I think
The voice was quite familiar, so I raised my head and took a look! Just one look! When I saw the eyes that were the only part of his body, I was sure that this was my idol!!"
Because it was posted on Zhou Ze’s Weibo, the protagonist’s identity is clear.
"Looking at the Weibo position of the shop owner, she is in Shanghai. Has our Zhou Ze returned to Shanghai?"